Chapter 171: Village

Under the stone archway by the river was a simple basketball court.

Several youths in simple clothes were playing basketball enthusiastically.

Bang!

The basketball hit the wooden backboard and flew away.

A youth covered in sweat ran over, saw Jiang Jian covered in mud, and was stunned.

Jiang Jian was silent for a moment, picked up the basketball, and threw it back.

The basketball was very old, with several patches of different colors, clearly used for a long time.

The youth reached out and grabbed the basketball, but didn't leave, instead coming back to his senses and asking, "Who are you? How did you come out from there?"

Jiang Jian turned his head slightly, looking at the path he had come from.

The path he had walked was overgrown with weeds, rarely visited, and was a desolate, abandoned trail.

The youth's expression became more vigilant; he looked Jiang Jian up and down, his gaze landing on his wrist, his face changing greatly, and he exclaimed, "You don't even have an identity device! You are a ghost from the mountains!"

On the simple basketball court, the other few people heard the sound, their faces changing drastically, and they all scattered, running away in all directions!

Jiang Jian raised his gaze, looking at the youth standing on the spot, and asked, "Why aren't you running?"

The youth turned off his identity device, extended a palm different from ordinary people, and said firmly, "I have already reported to the village chief, let them call people quickly! I will block you here and drag out some time!"

On his body, there was only a tiny bit of spiritual essence cultivation.

Clearly, he was an ordinary person who had undergone the God-bestowed ceremony but hadn't passed the God-bestowed university.

His palm was large, emitting a metallic luster; it should be a "Body" talent.

"I am not a ghost."

Jiang Jian brushed his gold-white sleeves, revealing his pale arms. "I just lost my identity device."

On his wrist, there was a faint mark.

This mark was a sign of wearing an identity device for a long time.

All living beings in the four realms of Earth and Moon had it.

Looking at the mark there.

The youth was stunned, looked at Jiang Jian again, his expression suspicious.

Jiang Jian here was about the same age as him, born beautiful and fair, with eyebrows like paintings, wearing a luxurious white robe embroidered with gold threads, and his clothes were gorgeous.

Although his whole body was covered in mud.

But his aura was indeed human.

Except for not having an identity device, there was nothing about him that looked like a ghost.

Jiang Jian asked, "Where is your village chief?"

The youth's heart relaxed; he hesitated for a moment, just about to speak.

Dozens of meters away came the village chief's roar: "Zhang Fan, hurry up and leave! Everything you see is an illusion! That is a ghost's transformation!"

Hearing the roar, the youth turned to look.

Seven or eight villagers were all holding weapons, staring fixedly at this place, their expressions nervous.

The village chief there was holding an old-fashioned purification gun, aiming at Jiang Jian, gritting his teeth. "Ghost, let Zhang Fan go! Otherwise, I'll shoot!"

Zhang Fan didn't move, hesitating. "Although he doesn't have an identity device, he doesn't seem like a ghost."

The village chief stomped his feet, angry at his failure to live up to expectations. "As long as it is an Earth human, everyone has an identity device; this is common sense! Even non-official citizens have registered identity devices!"

"There is only one possibility for not having an identity device."

"That is a ghost born not long ago!"

As he spoke.

The village chief found an opportunity, didn't hesitate at all, and pulled the trigger toward Jiang Jian!

Crack!

The old-fashioned purification gun actually jammed at this moment.

A beam of light shot out in reverse, giving the village chief a hard wash on the face!

A few seconds later, the purification beam dissipated.

The village chief barely opened his eyes, looking at the scrapped old-fashioned purification gun in his hand, his face embarrassed.

"Village chief, be careful of radiation!"

Someone nearby looked nervous and said urgently.

The village chief sighed and said, "So what if there is radiation? For the past few years, our village has been relying on this gun to drive away the occasional mountain ghosts!"

Zhang Fan stepped forward and said sincerely, "Village chief, he really isn't a ghost!"

The village chief looked at Jiang Jian behind Zhang Fan, his expression ugly. "How can you prove he isn't? He walked out of the mountain stream and doesn't have an identity device; even if he isn't a ghost, he should be a mountain spirit monster!"

Zhang Fan said seriously, "I believe in my judgment."

Other villagers also looked at Jiang Jian carefully.

Someone knowledgeable opened his mouth and said, "He really doesn't look like a ghost."

A villager with a sturdy figure and spiritual essence cultivation exceeding 5% of the God-bestowed realm stepped forward and said solemnly, "Village chief, I can be sure, this child is a human."

Hearing these words.

All the villagers present almost relaxed, their expressions softening, whispering to each other.

"Since Zhang Da Zhuang said so, it must not be a ghost."

"Yes, Zhang Da Zhuang is amazing; he is a level 1 Martial!"

"In the county security office, Zhang Da Zhuang works part-time as a security captain; if he says it's a human, then it must be a human!"

Hearing these words.

The village chief's heart settled slightly.

But in his heart, he was still uneasy; he walked to Jiang Jian and asked, "Who are you? How did you come to our village?"

"Also, where is your identity device?"

The surrounding villagers gradually quieted down.

Dozens of gazes all looked at Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian was silent for a moment and said, "I fell from above, fell into the mountain stream, and the identity device happened to be shattered."

The village chief was skeptical and asked, "From which above?"

"A warship? Or a flying shuttle?"

Before Jiang Jian could speak.

Zhang Da Zhuang there said with certainty, "Recently, on the identity device, they have been brushing about star ring skydiving; you wouldn't be skydiving from the star ring, would you?"

Star ring skydiving, a sport for the truly wealthy.

On the star ring light belt, using thrusters to travel in space.

After entering Earth's strong gravity zone, they would discard the thrusters and open the main parachute.

Hearing this.

The rest of the villagers all nodded repeatedly.

"Zhang Da Zhuang makes sense."

"Although he is covered in mud, he is dressed gorgeously and exquisitely; he really looks like a rich young master."

"Only such aristocratic children would play star ring skydiving."

"This child is born so handsome, like a person in a painting; a small family couldn't raise such a temperament."

"It is estimated that he had an accident halfway through skydiving, lost his original coordinates, and fell to our place."

"This makes sense."

"Well said."

The villagers talked one after another, filling in Jiang Jian's background very thoroughly.

The village chief also believed most of it.

He looked at Jiang Jian, but his tone was a bit strange. "However, it might be difficult for you to apply for an identity device."

As soon as these words came out.

Many villagers fell silent.

Zhang Fan looked confused and asked, "Village chief, why can't we apply for an identity device?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 172 =====